The best way to know the self is feeling oneself at the moments of reckoning. The feeling of being alone, just with your senses, may lead you to think more consciously. More and more of such moments may sensitize ‘you towards you’, towards others. We become regular with introspection and retrospection. We get ‘the’ gradual connect to the higher self we may name Spirituality or God or just a Humane Conscious. We tend to get a rhythm again in life. We need to learn the art of being lonely in crowd while being part of the crowd. A multitude of loneliness in mosaic of relations! One needs to feel it severally, with conscience, before making it a way of life. One needs to live several such lonely moments. One needs to live severallyalone.

Sunday 22 August 2010


Sometimes beginning the day with a whisper, sometimes with a cry
Sometimes gaping in the void, at times beginning it with an innocent invite

The sudden trance that it takes me into away from the colossal clutches of the trite
Dragging away, disconnected, liberating to the elementary momentary amnesia
Cruising to the myopic state of bionic reflections jaded by the hyperemia
The ephemeral circumvention of the moment drawn away from the empirical hysteria
To the cerebral existence of the self-efficacious creation, to that fleeting vision

There comes a time,
When debates become primordial, when the need of solutions become unreal

O! Childhood,
Why don’t you stay forever transcending me to the realms of that fading Ideal

Monday 2 August 2010


कभी थक कर रुका, जो हारा मन झुका
जीवन की अविरल धारा में
बहता रहा, क्यूँ बहता रहा
किनारा कभी खोजा ही नहीं
साथी कभी वो मिला भी तो
किनारे और विरल हो चले
दुःख क्या हुआ, सुख कहाँ रहा
धारा का अंतर्विरोध
भी तो अविरल ही रहा!
जीवन की डोर ढूंढती ही रही
डूबती हुई उन बातों की छोर
जीवन का गरल तो बहता ही रहा
जीवन तो फिर भी चलता ही रहा